Chapter 865 Why Aren't You the Dead One?

Deirdre was stunned for a short while. By the time she recovered from her surprise, she had assumed a sarcastic expression. "Aren't I punishing you now?"

Brendan was actually irrefutable.

"Moreover, how is prison any different from being confined in your house to be with you? I feel that there's more freedom to be in prison anyway. I don't have to see you daily and be disgusted by you at the very least."

Deirdre's remark was cruel. Brendan felt his head spinning, and he could not tell if he was feeling unpleasant or if he was ill. He clenched his fists tightly and suppressed his unusual demeanor.

"Do you know what will happen after this?”

Brendan's eyes were bloodshot. "No one can guarantee your safety or survival when you’re in prison. The video clip of you shoving Charlene down the stairs is spreading all over the web, and everyone knows about it. You'll be the murderer rejected by everyone when you're released from prison. Do you still want to go through the previous experience once again?"

caught in a daze for a

wished that she could do this to punish herself

so foolish? If Ophelia were to see you in

by her

woman’s hateful eyes appeared before him once again. Brendan felt his heart racing

he moved closer to the glass. "What did Charlene

were moist with tears. She clutched the hem of her top tightly to calm herself with great effort. "Shouldn't you already know what

blank. He inhaled softly and said, "Deirdre, I understand that you're disgusted with me, but you should know that Charlene is not trustworthy. What did she say to you? Don't you want to cross-check what she told you?" "Cross-check? Who

with resentment. "Let

to death accidentally at the time. It was truly quite normal for a patient with mental illness to fall from the

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